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Say what you will but I can’t help you stay again
Nothing more than temporary
Saving my own skin bones dried out to dust
It’s getting far too late
Why can’t I concentrate anymore
Did you even blink
How can you sleep
Must be hard when you’re lying through your teeth
I wanted to believe you
I wanted to believe you
Please let me be
Why won’t you leave
Must be hard when you’re lying next to me
I wanted to believe you
I wanted to believe you
What’s with my age when summer starts to change again
When it felt so good in February
Sick like a kid dragged home sound safe from school
There's nothing more to think oh
Start to feel it when you talk about it won’t believe you
Did you even blink
How can you sleep
Must be hard when you’re lying through your teeth
I wanted to believe you
I wanted to believe you
Please let me be
Why won’t you leave
Must be hard when you’re lying next to me
I wanted to believe you
I wanted to believe you
We won’t ever change our tides now
As long as it’s true I best believe you
Promise we’ll pull this through
We won’t ever take our tongues out
I like it that way don’t tell me you’ve changed
Just promise we’ll pull it through
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Family Lines
03:24
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Green light and a clock that’s ticking red
I’ll hold if you’re feeling good
Like glue on the back of the photograph
I’ll hang every moment of you
Because it feels so right
And I won’t back up
And I can’t get down
I could see it on your hands like a family line
I could see it on your hands like a family line
We can talk talk talk ‘til you change your mind
Saw it once saw it all
Skin dried and three years on his belt
You’d change if you only knew
Black steel and the sweat licks down his boots
And we pray that our god will choose
Because I can’t get down
So don’t look up
And it feels so dumb
I could see it on your hands like a family line
I could see it on your hands like a family line
We can talk talk talk ‘til you change your mind
Saw it once saw it all
I can’t get down
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Haircut
03:04
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Rolling forward keep your head straight
Can’t afford to keep my taste
Cold snap like a cold dream
Wake me when I can’t find my feet
Because it couldn’t be me
For the last time this could be your last light
Maybe we’ll fix it in the next haircut
I promise I’ll stay fine
I wouldn’t leave you like that
Lying flat because I can’t get up
Talk down I talk back I’ll keep the front
And all the times you said to me what it’s worth
Won’t be worth it in three weeks
But it couldn’t be me
Could it
For the last time this could be your last light
Maybe we’ll fix it in the next haircut
I promise I’ll stay fine
I wouldn’t leave you like that
For the last time this could be your last light
Maybe we’ll fix it in the next haircut
I promise I’ll stay true
I’ll see you in the new year
Maybe when we get there it won’t be so bad
And I promise I’ll stay fine
I wouldn’t leave you like that
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Ought
04:34
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Oh old stranger, what’s your number
Couldn’t call you
Couldn’t get through
Turn your lights out no one’s home now
Does it feel wrong
Now that we’re gone
Who’s your best friend
I don’t know them
But they seem fine
Just not my type
Hold your head back, not on my track
Cut the contact
Cut the contact
Glowing track king, high school wondering
Where we are now
Did it work out
Suburbs take salt, crawling asphalt
For the bright lights
Now I breathe right
Changed my keys to brand new see through
And the door stop
God it won’t stop
Distance/fondness, heart accomplice
I don’t like this
I just feel sick
And where was I supposed to go
Never thought it would be like this
And where do you expect to
Turn when every shot turns a miss
And who am I supposed to know if everybody knows you
Oh old stranger what’s your number
Couldn’t call you
Couldn’t get through
Turn your lights out, no one’s home now
Does it feel wrong now that we’re gone
Hold your head back, not on my track
Now they come back
Cut the contact
Cut the contact
Cut the contact
Cut the contact
Cut the contact
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5. |
Father's Name
04:20
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Too soon to call it on two months and I knew
Turn out, switch and change the roles but slow too
Red light flipped and hit the curb and woke up
Home sound, nothing left to taste and no touch
I never want to be a friend until the summer ends
Until the summer ends
Lights out, I could make a face and you’d run
Shut down, say I’m just a joke and move on
But you could take off anyway
And I could take off too
It never felt home anyway
Never want to be a friend
Lying low and stuck pretend
And after all the summer ends
With nothing left to
And all the lies that I can’t make up
Nowhere to run and nothing left in luck
No paradise it seems like it’s done
But what’s the use in knowing if you’re never growing up
And I never said that I’d take your fathers name
But if we’re still owing you know I’d still pay
I promise that I’ll never be the same
But they said “Once a game it’s always a game”
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